Scientist say Orca possess an emotional intelligence far superior to ours - which makes me wonder if this stone in my chest would be a hundred times larger if I were a whale - which makes me wonder if I would cease to breathe, if it is possible to be crushed from the inside out … Continue reading The emotional intelligence of Orca
I'd like to hold you, stroke your hair and whisper "I understand you now, I understand that someone hurt you too." In response to day 18: grief is a tangible thing, #rainasmprompts Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019 Between the Trees UK Between the Trees US Available internationally
Little acts of braveryEvery day this week, thus far, I have opened the curtains in every room. You would be right in thinking this is a metaphor for letting the light in. It is similar to polishing ageing ornaments or dusting away the cobwebs. Whenever Dee arrives, I hide. I close every curtain, put my … Continue reading The Dee Diaries #1
Minutes pass in seconds, A door opens "You're up early?" "She's died." A phrase, a fact. I rise whilst you sleep Cold, calm and soon to be collected. Withered and wrinkled, yet Wit blossomed in the corner of your smile, Kindness bloomed rosy red in your cheeks, The sun rises, Whilst you sleep. The clouds … Continue reading V
